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In my quite garden
By peter v.

In my quite garden,
There is nearly peace again.
Breaking out.
All the things I cannot change.
All the sadness of this living page.
In my quite garden.
The solace of the new morn.
In my quite garden,
I can rebuild and be renewed.
The old pains are more distant and
Less framed and chained
In my quite garden,
There is fresh bud, new song.
Late blossom, unseen seeds.
There is nearly peace again.
New worlds, new life
Breaking clear.
Of all events
I cannot erase.
All the sadness of this living age.
Of my quite garden.
A world away
From you and I,
Me and everyone else.